Five years ago, in 1909, your life was saved by the Marston family after a shootout in the road. You were just a child. Now, it's 1914 and you're 18. You have a small farm just southeast of Strawberry. It's a nice place, with a few goats, chickens, turkeys, and a cow for milk.

Now, Jack is 19. Two dead parents and raging hormones. Literally, he goes insane. His mind is either horses, guns, or women.

You hadn't heard from the Marston family in years, and you've wondered why.

Until today.

You were milking the cow, and when you heard the padding or horse hoofs leading up the trail to your house. You stood and walked over. There was a man on his horse. Tall, angry looking.

it was Jack.

He slowly came over to you, watching. You stood up, walking to him. He looked around, and then he looked at you.

"Hey, miss. Saw your help wanted poster in Blackwater. You need help out here?"